Sunday, November 20, 2011
A Scale Tale
Then there came a point when the reality smacked me in the face. You can't fix what you don't acknowledge. Sort of like this:
Then I started doing what I call scale gymnastics. That's where you figure out the absolute best way to stand on the scale to yield the lowest possible number. Instead of standing directly on it, if I could shift my weight a little to the right, and turn my right foot on a slight angle, while putting the tippy toes of my left foot up against the window where the numbers were, the number would always be less! YAY! So on weeks where I didn't eat right, or exercise well, it was no big problem. I could just do some scale gymnastics and VOILA, I lost a pound! woohoo!!
Now, I'm at peace with the scale. If I do my part, the scale reflects my next right choices. If I have an off week, or month, well, the scale is just reporting the consequence of those choices, too. It's all good. I guess because I accept that there will be good days/weeks/months and sometimes not-so-good ones, the scale is no longer something to avoid.
And just to toot my own horn a bit...it's down 5 pounds from last week. I really feel like (and know) I'm back on track and moving forward again. YAY!
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